In the blur of the photograph, time leaves its gleaming, snail-like track.

Cats don't belong to people. They belong to places.

[We] make images to see clearly: then we see clearly what we have made.

We're in the world of communications more and more, tough we're in communication less and less.

Images proliferate. Am I wrong in being reminded of printing money in a period of wild inflation? Do we know what we are doing? Are we able to evaluate what we have done?

After many months of writing, it occured to me that it might be possible to photograph, in the flesh, what I was attempting to capture in words. I bought a Rolleiflex camera and began to take pictures of objects or structures that were used and abused by human hands

We make to ourselves pictures of facts. The picture is a model of reality